Saturday, May 28, 2011

Post 5-My story regarding race....

My name is Julita and this is my story.
To the public eye, I am what you might call an interracial child. Not by blood or immediate identity, though if you’re honest with yourself, all of mankind is interracial, at the least. No man of present is pure black, pure white, pure Asian, pure Indian, pure Hispanic, etc….But when you think about it, what does that even mean? To be pure of one “race”? I honestly haven’t done enough research to be considered a “credible” source but it would seem that the only “pure” blooded people existed back when the earth was created. But this is an entirely different topic, so let me continue on with my story…. 
I am “black”/brown….I am of French, Irish, Cherokee Indian, African, and who knows what else, decent.  Some members of my family came directly from France back in the 1700’s. But as I was so kindly informed by a college student, “black people do not come from France, Julita.” Really now? Were you alive in the 1700’s my friend?
I have had the privilege of growing up in two different worlds.  Yet at the same time this privilege is cause for much confusion. I used to have a difficult time answering the question, “where do I fit and where do I belong?  I grew up in a white community and didn’t have my first “black” set of friends (they were twins) until I was about 8. Why they decided to put up with me, I don’t know but I’m awful happy that they did. Besides them I didn’t have any “black” friends (that I could hang out with on a weekly or monthly basis) until I entered college. Why is this? Many saw me as odd and awkward. And I probably was to some extent but who really has everything together? I was homeschooled, dressed funny (to some), had short hair, braces, didn’t watch many movies, LOVED to read, played the piano, liked to ride my bike and listened to old style and contemporary Christian music (dare I mention that I would also listen to classical?). Oh! And don’t forget about this….my mother tried (I often times would rebel) to train me to walk straight, talk clearly, use proper English, and respect my elders). Because of this, I was seen as stuck up and snooty………by many in the “black” community.
One “Christian” black woman once asked me, “why in the world do you have white friends, don’t you know what they did to us?” First off, I am a Christian. We are supposed to “love one another as Christ has loved us.” There is NOTHING about race in that passage. Yes, there is a lot of deep rooted racism in the American society but that does not give me the right to go around hating everyone or anyone because of what ancestors have done. We are in the present, we cannot deny the past, but we must act on what is in front of us.  Secondly, you go where you are loved.  I am not going to force myself into a community where it is highly clear that I am not wanted, even if I do and can identify with the people of that community.
One lady once told me “you’re the whitest black person I know.” To those out there who have this mindset of individuals, please don’t stick them in a box and decide in your own mind what they ought to be like. Get to know them for who they are. And remember that within every race, within every community, within every culture, people come in different shapes, sizes, and forms.  Get to know the person, and then get to know how their culture plays a role in who they are. Don’t allow your mind to define how they should be based upon their perceived or known culture.
So at the end of the day, how do I answer the questions “where do I belong?” I answer it by saying, “I belong in the middle.” I love my “black” culture and I am proud that God birthed me into this world thru it. Yet I cannot ignore the rest of the people that live around me. Jesus gave his life for everyone. Who am I not to show love for those Jesus loved and does love, despite the past.  My name is Julita and this is my story. What is yours?

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Post 4

What is love?

1 Corinthians 13 says the following:
4 Love is patient,- How patient am I with God, others, and myself?
 love is kind.- Am I kind to others, no matter who they are, what their background, what they look like, and how they treat me? Am I only kind to those "deserving" of kindness or am I kind to those who think differently than I do and who treat me like the scum of the earth? And do I define kind under my own terms or the Lords?
 It does not envy,- How often do I become envious of someone who has attained bigger and greater things than I have and not be thankful for that which is right in front of me?
 it does not boast,-Why is it that when I do good I want others to know the good which I have done or all the great things that I have accomplished. Anyone can do good but is the good that is done, done out of a 100% self-less heart?
it is not proud.-Why is it when I see the stranger on the side of the road begging for money that I suddenly become proud that I'm "better" than him, when in fact, I'm not? Or....why do my actions portray that I'm better off than the man or woman working the late night shift as a janitor when in reality, that could be me tomorrow or even later on today.
5 It does not dishonor others,-How many times do I dishonor others with my mouth? From the president of the United States all the way down to the local librarian.
 it is not self-seeking-How often do I look out for my own good and not the good of others, placing me before anyone else? Showing the world that I matter, and you don't.....
 it is not easily angered,-From someone cutting me off while driving to having an individual blame me for something I have not done, I'm guilty
it keeps no record of wrongs.-This is HUGE....Keeps no records of wrongs.
 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.- The truth is what sets us free from bondage
7 It always protects, -ALWAYS
 always trusts, -ALWAYS
 always hopes,- ALWAYS
always perseveres. -ALWAYS
 8 Love



How's your level of love?

Friday, May 20, 2011

Post 3

A week can fly by so quickly. I didn't realize I was due to write another post! First off, I must say that if you happen to comment on my blog but it doesn't show up on my blog account/site, I don't know what to do. I sometime receive emails saying "so and so has commented on your latest post" but I have yet to figure out how to transfer those comments onto the actual blog. All that to say: don't think I'm deleting your comments! ;)

I was reading Judges 11 last night and I realized how amazing of a woman Jephthah's daughter was. If you don't know the story, go ahead and read it, it won't take you but a few mintutes.........Jephthah's daughter asked for permission to go into the mountains with her friends for a couple of months before coming back home and having her dad kill her. I must say that I would have asked for permission to leave and then travel as far away as possible, to never return. Of course there is a great possibility that the Angel of the Lord would have stopped me but I would have tried to escape. I wonder all that went through Jephthah's daughter's mind and if she asked the Lord to spare her life or if she just accepted what was coming to her with no real hesitation. It appears that the only major regret that she had was that she was going to die without being married (even back then, women had a great desire to be married). If you have any thoughts, feel free to post them. Until next time!

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Post 2

I'm done with college!!!!!!!!
And I'm SO thrilled! I was very blessed to have a lot of support from family members and friends. Both of my grandma's were there, uncles and aunts were there, my oldest brother was there, Doc and Ms. Judy were there, church friends from IN and MD were there, and my parents were there amongst other individuals I may have not mentioned. There's one thing that I LOVE about college and don't love all in one; so many people from different countries and states all come together at the same institution and they become a family but after a few years they are dispered around the world again. I know people moving to China, out west, getting married and going to grad school. You wonder "how come we all can't just travel around the world together in one giant cluster?" Can you imagine trying to find sister # 587?

So many inspirational things were said at graduation (and the night before) and I wish I could remember them all. The Chaplain from the U.S. Senate was the keynote speaker and one of his main points was to hold on to the hand of God even when you start asking yourself "is it worth it"? Something key that Dr. Brown (the president) mentioned was that we are to never take a day off from being a Christian because we're always being prepared for something in the future and we won't become in the future what we are not becoming today.

All that said, what are my plans?
I don't know. ;) BUT I am excited about summer! I have already has one interview since being home, I have another one tomorrow and received an email warning me of another one to come within the next couple of weeks. Aletheia Springs is this summer, I'll be working at the grand ole' bookstore again, and I'll be in a wedding! And I'm praying that by the end of summer 2011 I'll be on my way to working at a place where I can wake up and be excited about facing the day! So there you have it! If you are interested, I am currently reading a book entitled: Girls Gone Wise in a World Gone Wild by Mary Kassian. Here is a quote that I will leave you with: "When someone has an oppossing viewpoint, look for the truth in it." Until next time folks! Have a delightful evening!